Pairs Deep into that darkness peering,
long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever
dared to dream before.
(from 'The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe)
Hola
Unmoved, she notes the chariot's pausing
at her low gate;
unmoved, an emperor is kneeling
upon her mat.
(from 'The Soul Selects her own Society"
by Emily Dickinson)
The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
(from "Dust of Snow" by Robert Frost)